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  • benchtrio-updates
    27.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Tubbo is hosting a Space on Twitter!

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  • inkribbon796
    27.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    What a Beautiful Wedding Ch. 6: The Wings of the Antarctic Empire

    Summary: Tommy is desperate to convince Phil and Techno they’re in some kind of trap and he’d like to be taken seriously just once.

    Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

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    Channel 6

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    Tommy found himself at the foot of the long, tall black stone staircase. Philza was looking down at him.

    When he set his foot on the first step, Techno drew his sword and stepped in front of Phil. “I don’t think so.”

    “Phil!” Tommy yelled up. “Yer[1] both in some kinda[2] illusion. Wake up.”

    About five guards appeared from almost nowhere and aimed their arrows at him, Tommy recognized the pink of Niki’s hair among them. Techno took two steps down from the altar.

    “Take ‘em ta the holdin’ room,”[3] Phil ordered, spreading his wings and he held the baby close to him as he flew off.

    “Let’s go,” Techno ordered as he walked down the steps, Tommy found himself at the dangerous end of Techno’s sword. “Come on.”

    Tommy held his hands up and turned, which resulted in Techno pushing Tommy forward.

    “Don’t fuckin’[4] shove me!” Tommy shouted, but Techno and Niki lead them to the palace.

    Tommy sat down in some uncomfortable chair as Techno and Niki stared at him. Ghostbur looked at Niki nervously.

    “H-Hey,” Ghostbur smiled at Niki.

    “Stay back,” Niki told him, bow and arrow pointed down, but not notched or ready to fire yet.

    “The two of you are waiting until the old man gets back,” Techno told him.

    “Techno, come on, man, you have ta[5] know this is Dream’s doin’[6],” Tommy groaned.

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if you’re not careful you will get yourself shot,” Techno warned.

    The heavy doors of the room were pushed open and Phil walked in. The lack of snow or distance gave Tommy a good look at the man. Little things about Philza were different. His eye color for one. The Phil that Tommy had always known had blue eyes but now he had more of blue-green color. He was maybe an inch or two taller. Not any taller than the other people in the room but it was noticeable enough to Tommy. His blond hair had a slightly dustier tint to it.

    Phil paused when he looked at Tommy. “Stand down.”

    Niki took her arrow away from her bow, “If you’re sure.”

    “Yeah, wouldn’t be the first time we’ve had a visitor like this,” Phil told them. “You two are from the future aren’tcha[7]?”

    “Uh, yeah?” Tommy said. “We’re in an illusion. It’s Dream, he’s done somethin’[8].”

    Philza just started staring at Ghostbur as a look of realization dawned on him. “I . . . Wilbur?”

    “My name is Ghostbur,” Ghostbur corrected nervously, ducking behind Tommy a bit.

    Niki seemed to recoil and Techno began slowly coming back to himself, clutching his head as he began grunting in pain and his knees crashed to the ground.

    “Techno!” Phil rushed over.

    “They’re too loud,” Techno grunted.

    Tommy began stomping over, “What’s that green bastard doin’ ta yeh?”[9]

    Phil used a wing to knock Tommy away before Techno was able to stab Tommy with a sword, his eyes a blood red and a frenzied look in his eyes.

    “Tech, Tech, follow my voice, yeh[10] don’t need ta[5] fight here,” Phil told Techno as the warrior thrashed his head back and forth.

    Niki inched closer and passed Phil a vial, he placed it under Techno’s nose and he began calming down.

    “Thanks,” Phil said and inched closer. “Techno, yeh[10] need me ta[5] clear the room?”

    “No, I,” Techno paused, swallowing. “I’ve got it.”

    “What did that fucker do ta[5] you?” Tommy demanded. “It’s bad enough he’s got us trapped in here.”

    “Dream’s not powerful enough for that,” Techno had a slight chuckle to his voice as he stood up.

    “We still need ta[5] get out,” Tommy reminded him. “Tubbo an’[11] Ranboo are still trapped.”

    Philza sighed, rather dramatically before he held his hand up and magic covered his hand before there was what felt like an earthquake and then a crash of some kind. Tommy, Shroud, and Ghostbur’s outfits changed into something that matched Phil and Techno’s. Tommy realized he was wearing a circlet, perched on his head and when he went to take it off to look at it he saw that it was studded with green and blue stones, and etched with perfect craftsmanship.

    Tommy immediately rushed to the nearest window and saw at the foot of the palace, right outside the ground, an inn. And Tubbo stumbled out of it, looking around wildly. He was in an outfit that almost matched Tommy’s, but without the circlet and he was wearing thick gloves.

    Ranboo followed after him, he was wearing a long purple cloak. But behind him, Michael was peeking his head out from behind Ranboo’s cloak.

    Tommy immediately raced out of the palace, shoulding past guards and palace servants as he tried to get to Tubbo.

    “Tubbo!” Tommy raced over but Tubbo glared at him, his false eye’s iris glowed with its radioactive symbol right before he punched Tommy in the gut.

    “The fuck!” Tommy shouted angrily.

    “I was safe!” Tubbo shouted in a fury. “Me an’[11] Ranboo an’[11] Michael were safe. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

    “I didn’t do anythin’[12],” Tommy shouted back in anger.

    “T-Tubbo,” Ranboo warned, and tried to hide Michael in his cloak.

    Tubbo stopped and looked past Tommy to see, to his horror, that Techno was watching them as Michael peeked his head around Ranboo’s cape, holding his larger hand in his much smaller one.

    Techno’s eyes narrowed and Tubbo moved, scooping Michael up and glaring at Techno.

    “Stay back!” Tubbo ordered Techno with an angry snarl. “Get away!”

    Techno looked between the three of them, Michael just staring at Techno with huge, wide dark eyes, the gears clearly starting to turn in his head.

    The warrior took a step forward and Ranboo took a step forward. “Techno! Techno! Wait please, don’t hurt them.”

    “Are you with them?” Techno demanded.

    “I, uh,” Ranboo clearly had a look of panic on his face. “Yeah, but look I just want you to know—”

    “I don’t care what you spend your time with but did it have to be with the government?” Techno spat at Ranboo.

    “He’s my husband, of course I spend time with him,” Ranboo told him.

    “Ehhh!” Techno sputtered. “When did you get married?!”

    “Almost a year ago?” Ranboo asked.

    “A year? Why am I just learning now?” Techno told him. “I’m like your mentor, I should have been the first person you told.”

    “You don’t like Tubbo,” Ranboo reminded.

    “Because he and Quackity tried to kill me with axes, why would I like the guy?” Techno snapped.

    “Well, yeah, that makes sense,” Ranboo admitted.

    “Take the kid, we’ll go inside to Phil,” Techno jabbed his thumb at the palace. “And don’t worry, not killin’[13] the kid. He’s Ranboo’s too after all, right?”

    “Yeah,” Ranboo answered.

    “Good,” Techno told him but Tubbo still glared at Techno suspiciously. He followed at the back of the group, always braced to dump Michael into Tommy’s arms and pull out the first weapon he could get his hands on.

    He only marginally calmed down when he saw Phil and Techno started complaining to Phil about Ranboo, and then balked when he found out Philza was already aware of the boy.

    The little meet-up was interrupted when Jack Manifold raced in, in uniform after getting pulled in from the bubble Tubbo and Ranboo had been trapped in.

    “Emperor! Enemy soldiers were spotted at the gate!” Jack yelled, the trio of teens and Niki stared at Phil in surprise.

    “Where from?” Phil called out.

    “From the Errin Empire,” Jack reported. “They were dressed like they were in the royal guard. We were able to apprehend them.”

    “Shit,” Phil spat. “I want three guards in front ‘a[14] the nursery. Ranboo, take Michael an’[11] go with them. Niki, make sure no one gets in.”

    “O-Okay,” Ranboo stammered nervously, grabbing Michael, and standing in front of Tommy expectantly. It took Tommy a bit to realize he was quietly asking Tommy to take Shroud. Tommy nodded and passed him over, Shroud became very upset to leave Tommy’s arms.

    “On it!” Niki pushed Ranboo after the soldiers the instant he had both young boys in his arms.

    “Tommy, Tubbo, behind me,” Philza ordered.

    “Hold up, why are you the Emperor, yer[1] an anarchist?” Tubbo asked.

    “We’ll talk about it later,” Techno interrupted as Puffy, Jack, and a couple soldiers dragged Chase and Jackie in.

    “That’s new,” Techno hummed.

    “We spotted an enemy force, we think it’s Lord Phantom,” Puffy announced.

    Jackie turned to look out the window, seeing a wall of darkness in the sky, coming for them. “Storm’s comin’[15] in,” Jackie commented.

    “That’s the Entity,” Phil corrected.

    “What? Dark?” Chase perked up, starting to try and twist himself out of the rope tying his wrists behind his back.

    Puffy kicked him down, so that he was face-down on the ground and placed a foot on his wrists. “Not so fast, buddy.”

    “Puffy, let him up,” Phil ordered, “cut ‘em[16] both from their bonds.”

    “You sure?” Puffy asked, taking her foot off.

    “Yes,” Phil ruffled out his wings. “Battle stations! Average, can you talk Ent down?”

    “I think so?” Chase said, rubbing at his wrists as he wisely kept his distance from Phil. “I just need ta[5] reach him, I didn’t forget so I imagine he’s still good too.”

    The storm reached them and Phil started to hear the screams.

    “How’d they sneak up that quickly?!” Jack yelled.

    “Because none ‘a[14] this is real,” Phil told him.

    The door was thrown open and Phantom was standing there in royal purple. “Phil, Techno, long time no see. It’s just like old times.”

    “So yer[1] awake, then,” Phil sighed.

    “Where’s Dark?” Chase demanded.

    Phantom motioned with his head back, “Dealing with the town.”

    “Then move outta[17] the fookin’[4] way,” Chase snarled.

    “Aww, he’s having fun out there,” Phantom smiled.

    “Here I’d hoped he wouldn’t work with yeh[10] again, yeh[10] always have been a shite[18] friend,” Phil glared at him.

    “Ehh, we were both standing on the cliff, and he wanted to blow off some steam,” Phantom shrugged. “You know empaths, they get a little needy when they’re emotional so I just let him go off.”

    “Fook[19] off,” Chase spat at him. “Jackie!”

    Jackie grabbed Chase and they blitzed past Phantom, who rolled his eyes.

    “Don’t blame me when he starts getting snippy,” Phantom scoffed, bracing as he smiled at Phil and Techno. “Let’s tango, boys.”

    As Phantom braced for a fight, Chase raced out into the storm.

    “Dark!” Chase screamed over the whirlwind of snow. Chase was racing towards the darkest part of the storm. “Dark!”

    The darkness seemed to evaporate and Dark had some soldier by the throat, when he looked at Chase he paused. “Chase?”

    “There yeh[10] are,” Chase felt relief, walking over, a rumbling passing through the bubble as it began weakening from outside attacks. “We’re goin’ home. Yer okay. I’m takin’ yeh home an’ yeh can relax.”[20]

    Dark blinked in disorientation, he felt drained. Phantom must have snagged some of his aura when he wasn’t looking, or the anomaly was taking more from him than he realized. “Yeah, I think that’s for the best.”

    Chase was almost within arms reach and Dark realized his body needed a nap because it was getting harder to focus on things.

    “Hey, yeh[10] look tired,” Chase smiled as Jackie noticed something shooting towards them, but because of the coloration of the smoke he thought it a part of Dark’s aura.

    At least until it hit Chase.

    Something stabbed Chase right through the heart and the marksman knew he should be dead. But he felt something in his very soul snap. Dark flinched, his eyes widening in horror.

    Chase knew should be dead, the human heart was a fragile organ, but as he was tossed to the side, he felt weak and was losing blood but his heart was too stubborn to stop beating and blood was still coming from somewhere. As his soul cracked in two before snapping back together, good as new.

    “Hey, Dames,” Marc spat as he grabbed Dark and pulled him closer. “Let’s try this again.”

    “How dare you? What did you do?” Dark spat at Marc as he looked at Chase in horror. He was only slightly calmed when he saw Chase starting to try and pick himself up, glaring murderously at Marc. But the Actor burst into smoke and ripped a portal open, dragging Dark with him.

    When the portal snapped closed, it destroyed the bubble with it. Barely a second’s warning as it shattered and violently dropped all its inhabitants onto the floor.

    The bubble the Actor disappeared into snagged the Sanders bubble and seemed to violently tear it in half as it pulled it inside.

    Phil screamed in agony as his bad wing returned and reminded the avian demon that he’d been grounded for years now.

    “Phil!” Techno rushed over to him in concern.

    Chase looked around, becoming furious when he couldn’t see Dark. “Fooker! That fooker! I’m gonna kill him.”[21]

    “Average stop movin’[22]!” Jackie yelled and raced over. “Henrik! Chase needs attention, now!”

    “Let me go!” Chase snapped at Jackie who was looking at him like Chase had flesh hanging off his bones. “I’m fine.”

    “Yeh[10] were stabbed in the fookin’[4] heart! Stop movin’[22]!” Jackie yelled and that made people stare at Chase and Henrik who was at a brisk walk was now suddenly racing over as fast as he could. Marvin followed suit.

    “Average! Lay down now!” Henrik yelled, forcing the marksman to a halt.

    While the chaos of trying to get medical care and everyone just tried to figure out what was going on, Techno took a look around as Phil seemed to regain his strength and stood up.

    “You okay?” Techno looked around as Ranboo was starting to get frantic.

    “Where’s Tubbo?” Ranboo asked, an acute sense of panic growing within him. He scooped Michael and Shroud into his arms.

    “He was right next ta[5] me, did that fucker grab him?” Tommy yelled as he looked around, his eyes locking onto Quackity who was just staring at Ranboo. Or more importantly, at Michael and Shroud, who were both crying. The screams only made Tommy even more agitated.

    “What do you mean he’s just gone!” Ranboo yeled.

    “Okay, give ‘em[16] here,” Philza swept in and just scooped the two toddlers into his arms, his aura soothing them and they stopped crying.

    Techno took out his axe and walked closer to the remaining bubble that hadn’t been consumed by the Actor’s. His other hand summoned something that looked like a fishing pole with a small hand-sized grappling hook on the end of it and reeled it back before aiming it at the bubble and dragging it closer to him.

    “Hey, let’s think about this,” Quackity urged.

    But Techno slammed his axe into the bubble the instant he could and it cracked before shattering. Antfrost, George, Skeppy, and Bad all dropped to the ground but Dream rolled into a kneeling position and looked around. He almost stabbed Techno but the warrior easily used his weapons to deflect the blow.

    “Hey man, chill out for five seconds, okay?” Techno chuckled.

    Dream got up and looked around. He helped pull George up to his feet.

    “Thanks, Techno,” Dream told him.

    “That clear the books?” Techno smiled.

    “Fuck no,” Dream chuckled. “You did that on your own, I didn’t ask you to do anything.”

    “Ehh, it was worth a shot,” Techno shrugged, a smile still on his face.

    Skeppy looked up from where he’d been laying on the ground next to Bad and when he looked up at Ponk he surged up.

    “Give it,” Skeppy took the tome from Ponk, and checked it over. His eyes began to glow blue as parts of his skin began to crystallize. Magic fluttered around him. “Thank you, Ponk.”

    “I was doing my best,” Ponk told him, emphatically throwing their arms up. “Took you long enough.”

    “I was a bit busy,” Skeppy shot back.

    Chase, once Henrik deemed him impossibly still alive and despite the blood he wasn’t dying, he looked up at the final bubble. Illinois gave Eric a kiss before he walked over to Chase.

    “Actor’s up there?” Illinois glared at it.

    “Yeah,” Chase said. “Fooker’s[23] a demon so snappin’[24] his neck’s so isn’t a crime.”

    “Not a punishable one, and he’d only come back to life in a week,” Illinois agreed.

    “Hey, the two of you are not going alone,” Silver said, in the middle of orchestrating ways to get people home. Dream ordering most of the Server group back home. Silver and Jackie quickly agreed to go with Chase and Illinois.

    Philza was staring at Shroud before smiling at him. “I’ll take these two back home.”

    “Deal,” Ranboo said without thinking, racing over to Chase. “Is Bomble okay in there?”

    “We don’t know, but we’ll get him back home, the Sides seem to be in there as well,” Silver told him.

    “No, I’m coming with,” Ranboo insisted. “I can open up a portal right into the bubble.”

    “Count me in too,” Tommy rushed over.

    “Absolutely not,” Silver told him.

    “Let me rephrase that,” Tommy told Silver in his usual loud volume. “I am goin’[25] in there. With or without yer[26] fuckin’[4] permission.”

    Silver sighed in frustration. “You two don’t take chances, and if you see Bomble, you two need to bail immediately.”

    “Deal,” Ranboo spoke over Tommy and his eyes turned purple as he opened up a portal right over the group and took them right into the bubble.

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    Accessibility Translations:

    1. You’re

    2. kind of

    3. Take them to the holding room

    4. fucking

    5. to

    6. doing

    7. aren’t you

    8. something

    9. What’s that green bastard doing to you?

    10. you

    11. and

    12. anything

    13. killing

    14. of

    15. coming

    16. them

    17. out of

    18. shit

    19. Fuck

    20. We’re going home. You’re okay. I’m taking you home and you can relax.

    21. Fucker! That fucker! I’m going to kill him.

    22. moving

    23. Fucker’s

    24. snapping

    25. going

    26. your

    #masks and maladies #superhero au#footnotes#dream smp#philza#tommyinnit#ghostbur#technoblade#tubbo underscore#ranboo#darkiplier#chase brody#jackieboy man#magic#darkaverage#reality manipulation #chase just wants to go home but no one lets him #platonically married tubbo and ranboo #no consequence stabbing #because he gets turned into a demon
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  • dubbkin
    27.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Y'all mind if I c!Tubbo

    #I think I'm finally happy with my c!tubbo design lmao #only took a thousand tries #tubbo#fanart#dream smp #c!tubbo #I think the sad president c!tubbo in juxtaposed between two happy c!tubbos is really funny actually
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  • ranonymousboo
    27.09.2021 - 1 hour ago

    I dont care that michael is half dead do you know how fucking fast three year olds catch onto languages. He can at least understand players language by now

    #michael beloved underscore #dream smp#ranboo#tubbo#beeduo #underscore beloved family #mcyt
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  • soupinnit
    27.09.2021 - 2 hours ago

    out of context this frame looks like tubbo is about to fucking slingshot tommy into the sky, directly launching him into orbit, and then straight b line into the fucking sun. god bless

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  • crimson-vampire
    27.09.2021 - 3 hours ago

    characters i can no longer look at without first thinking of minecraft youtubers

    #I am upset #it’s actually an issue #I watched Bleach the other day and was like ‘oh Philza’s skin’ #rip ma man kisuke #mcyt#dream smp#philza#sneegsnag#tubbo#connoreatspants#yeaaahhh boooiii
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  • havenkins
    27.09.2021 - 3 hours ago
    #canon call#purpled kin#tommyinnit kin#tubbo kin #tubbo underscore kin #ranboo kin #ranboo beloved kin #dsmp kin #dream smp kin #mod j
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  • id-rivera
    27.09.2021 - 4 hours ago

    this sprite looks terrible on tumblr but like

    pokemon trainer tubbo sprite from the last post but with a hat, because yeah

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  • cheddarslatestobsession
    27.09.2021 - 4 hours ago

    (All /rp)

    I want Tubbo to snap. I want him to go off the rails and ruin everything.

    All with Ranboo as his accomplice ofc. I want them to be horrible, cruel people. I want him to get revenge.

    Now listen, Tubbo is smart, he’s critical. He can make a plan and keep a secret. And I want him to take a cannon life from Technoblade so much. I want him to hurt him so much.

    He needs that revenge. Here’s why: Techno always cared about Wilbur, and Tommy, and Phil, but never him. He was always punched to the side. Techno has caused him so much pain. It’s only fair?

    I don’t want them to fight one on one. That’s not fair. I want Tubbo to set a trap. I want him to firework trap Techno’s base or something. I want him to put fireworks on his nukes and nuke him to bits.

    I love techno I think he’s so hilarious and I love all of his arcs, does that make him a good person? Hell no. He doesn’t care about anyone, unless he’s close with them. And even then, it’s cherry picked.

    Tubbo, however, cared about everyone. Cared. But people make him stop caring. He had to be numb to survive. He deserves to feel something. He was put in a cruel world with no way out. He deserves better.

    Self care is destroying your enemies. I want him to get the best self care he can.

    #gonna reblog this and talk abt how smart Tubbo is #Dream smp /role play #I just want my boy to be happy #Tubbo #c!tubbo #c!techno #c!techno critical #c!Tubbo apologist #Tubbo is so cool omg I love him sm
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  • benchtrio-updates
    27.09.2021 - 4 hours ago

    Tubbo replied to Velvet!

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  • emochaoticartist
    27.09.2021 - 4 hours ago

    My first SAD-ist redraw and I’m really proud of this one. I’m gonna do another one soon

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  • boonbeenblade
    27.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Zeitgeist: Home

    With enough history, with enough emotion, places can become charged with   emotions. They hold an aura, and something that begins to approach a   will of their own. Those who enter the area feel it over them, for   better or for worse, borne of the hopes and pains and promises of those   who inhabited it. So forms a zeitgeist, a spirit of a place.

    There is a spirit with a hold on the server, even now - not in power, but in weight. L'manburg. The wreckage. It was not designed as much as it was born, from a van and a dream. A few brave young men, trying to make a place for themselves in the world.

    The zeitgeist of L'manburg has undergone as many changes as the city-state itself did. It grew along with its founders, its inhabitants, the changing world. Once it was young, and full of as much energy as buildings can have. There was a zeal in it that seeped into all who stared at its flag with hope in their heart - the power to change things for the better. It rose to protect its citizens, and comfort them in the wake of loss and pain. A revolutionary zeitgeist standing proud. Even when it was under a new name, a new thumb, the zeitgeist fought back. The land of L'manburg did not love Schlatt, and it called to the justice of those who would listen. It held the ground firm under Niki's feet when she refused to bow to a tyrant. It laid a shroud of shadow over Tubbo and Fundy when their eyes might have given away true loyalties. Those hired to fight for Manburg could feel that they were fighting the very land they supposedly protected, and found their swords turning before their hands knew to lead them elsewhere.

    Then, it was brought low, but rebuilt itself. Stronger, but wounded. Less trusting. Independence hard-won, now a country had to learn what it meant to be itself. L'manburg had war in its soul, in its founding and its freedom. And so the spirit grew to look for danger at any turn, like a soldier who never learns the battle is over. It wound up its citizens, willing to see one of its young founders as a liability to their continued safety. Safety that had so briefly been enjoyed, so desperately sought for now. Those closest to the land felt its growing paranoia in themselves, casting out to deal with threats before they appeared. Too young, all, to realize the fate they called down with every move. Too young a soul for wisdom enough to hold fast and patient, rushing itself to its own doom.

    Now, there is the crater. The old spirit of L'manburg is dead, burned in a storm of fire raining down. The citizens broke with the ground of their country. The death of a place is a terrible thing to watch, consuming the soul of the land. But amongst the ashes, as water seeps into cracks and forces them wide enough for carried seeds, as it erodes stone to pieces that can soften to dirt, something new is born. A new spirit. Ghostly and mournful, but bearing with it the promise of continued tomorrow. A spirit of memory.

    Tubbo sits on the edge of the bridge, his legs dangling over the water far, far below. The epaulets of the uniform jingle softly in counterpoint to his hands on the ukelele. The zeitgeist settles on his shoulders, as it always has whenever he views this place. The weight of everything that was lost, the weight of the world on his shoulders The song comes without a thought. It's as if the land itself is singing along with him of a place that no longer exists, and yet remains. The water far, far below gains a few more drops.

    Wilbur Soot returns to the soil from which he emerged, reborn in the grave of the land he built. Its final repayment to him. The grass seems to grow over his shoes, as if reaching out. To hold him there, or simply to hold him, neither Wilbur nor L'manburg knows. The prodigal father sees what has become in his absence, and for a moment, apology to an apparent no-one lingers on his tongue. It passes unsaid, but the grass hears it nonetheless, in the tune he hums as he walks away.

    Tommy still lives quite near the hole where L'manburg once stood, and it reaches out to him with an unspoken voice. They are kindred spirits, as inextricably tied together as their fates once were forced apart. Dead, and alive, though not the same as they were. Flowers seem to bloom before his eyes as they pass into the crater, and for a moment the scene is a promise of peace and security that stops breath for two heartbeats. Tommy moves, but he does not move on, and the flowers sing back the song of their growth to him.

    The zeitgeist of L'manburg is rooted in a deep grief, a wound that begins to heal with time. A special place.

    #van writes#original#my writing#minific#dsmp minific#dsmp#dream smp#dsmp fanfic #dream smp fanfic #l'manburg#l'manburg fanfic#lmanburg#lmanburg fanfic#tubbo#tubbo fanfic#wilbur soot #wilbur soot fanfic #tommyinnit#tommy fanfic #the third of the zeitgeists #zeitgeist #this one has so much more complicated history than the others #there is so much emotion invested in l'manburg #before during and since its existence #the title is a nod to a tag left on one of my other recent fics about this place #it feels right
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  • waddei
    27.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    au where when Wilbur makes his band (Lovejoy) tommy teams up with Ranboo and tubbo to make a rival band named killjoy except all the songs are awful Minecraft parodies of Lovejoy songs and they're driven by nothing but spite, the songs are all horrible on purpose and they have twt beef with the official Lovejoy acc

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  • k3nnyv2
    27.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Redrew some of my favorite frames from “the final waltz” by sad-ist

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  • benchtrio-updates
    27.09.2021 - 5 hours ago

    Tubbo replied to Crumb!

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  • milk-hate-account
    27.09.2021 - 6 hours ago

    No, I won't shut up about c!Tubbo having a dead man's switch in the nuke because it seems like y'all forgot

    #i never stop thinking about it #this ram boy has so many issues wtf #please get him therapy and coping mechanisms besides a burger place #dsmp#mcyt#tubbo#dream smp#but anyway #i think about early Snowchester a lot
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  • b1rdza
    27.09.2021 - 6 hours ago

    we all talk about the tubbification of ranboo but what about the ranbooification of tubbo

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  • flowerquib
    27.09.2021 - 6 hours ago

    It's taking all my willpower to not make a Me and My Husband short angsty ass animatic about beeduo

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  • luxiqui
    27.09.2021 - 7 hours ago

    DTIYS for sircantus! Their fic 'I was a kid in the village doing alright' reached 20k kudos! It's a great royal SBI fic that I love, 10/10 everything sircantus writes is an absolute banger

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  • pianistwriter80
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